YES!!!!! That photo is so awesome! Trash mouth's photo belies his super powers, but that's all and well; bet that frost giant never expected a simple goat to lance em through the neck N kill em!

So, after getting a little internet SNAFU all taken care of (thank you best buy & geek squad for being ABSOLUTELY useless over the course of almost 2 weeks. Thank you Island computer techs for getting my problem not only resolved but fixed in less than 6 hours) I can begin the recounting once more. Last session, we were able to escape the caverns of murder after rocking a death knight (sucked for me as the cleric, I just kept bulldozing legions of lil animated dead with my turning abilities; Braun and the rest had all the fun ( ), made it back to town, paid off our debt and are now directly in league with a recently apointed dwarf lord (the dwarf honor gaurd betrayer from the Black hounds mission). Where will this new alegiance take the sudsy fist expedition crew?? Will the susdsy fist crew have to do battle with the Black Hounds of Erith? More to come as the great adventures and plots of the nations of highwater campaign continues!!!

Oh, the new lord seems to have a thing for Bergitta....this might not end so well for us after all...........

Next session: we are introduced to our "enemy misfit" characters (characters from within the Red Drake faction) as well as character creation and orientation for our up coming Palladium session. Can't wait to see what happens!

Sorry about last session. I spent the day throwing up and when I wasn't doing that, running a fever. I didn't think I would make for good company. Next week looks good so far. I'm weak, but eating solids now.

The adventures of the Sudsy fist expedition crew takes off again. Months have passed for the group and we are now high ranking and well taken care of officials in lord Lengs land. He has claimed the town of Deeprock and the surrounding lands as his own and in the process of reopening many closed mines has discovered rich veins of red marble and mithral! THe problem is the Red Drakes have outlived their usefulness and as such his task to us is to run interfirence in any and all Red Drake activity in the area. We began by tracking a troup of 4 Red Drake champions, which we later ambushed and luckily defeated (hey, these guys were led by a Sylvester Stalone super body builder baddy type and one that was apparently a reincarnation of a muscular-hun Jet Li type, who we discovered were en route to negotiate an alliance with the local stone giants. We, under the advisement of lord Leng, took their place, went to the giant city, won their trust by defeating their greatest champion in one on one combat and initiated negotiations between lord Leng and the stone giant king. Lord Leng has not only allowed us to build a temple to the recently revived god Peyton (brother to my characters god) but plans on building a mighty fortress to house his forces and withstand enemy sieges. With the signing/forming of this new alliance with the stone giants he not only believes that the Red Drakes no long have a place in "his kingdom" but, "Tharkendelve may soon be ours" as well! I'm pushing ever so liberaly to also erect a temple to my characters god and our Ranger Berggitta also has hopes of rebuilding our destroyed (again, NOT MY FAULT....completely) tavern. What great things await the sudsy fist expedition?

We also began a campaign of (my spelling is gonna be totaly off on this so, my appologies in advance) Kathulu. With us we have a neurotic wrestler who always talks/converses like he's in character on TV....which really creeps people out considering he looks like a gynormous steriod base metro-sexual with an identity crisis, a fat midget chemist who's obsessed with finding ways to make things explode and has a short temper (this guy even has a womans name, hates law enforcement/firefighters and is Irish to boot, god help us all), a back woods country hick type lady and a former porn star/washing out vegas magician with delusions of granduer (but he's got the looks and personality to make everyone including himself to believe otherwise). Thus far, we have: seen a van blow up and catch fire, extinguished the fire by throwing an extinguisher inside (yeah, the midget did that..made a nice boom and blew a tire into his chest...ow. But hey, fire's out!!), watched a dog made of ashes whine and whimper before collapsing outside the van (apparently this dog TALKED to it's owner, which freaker our wrester guy OUT) and the dogs owner went home with the magician where she was somehow transformed into a zombie who wanted to eat his liver so he left her locked in the room and ran away with his niece. This.......yeah, odd, I know. I just can't wait to have a vest full of explosives (I cook em in my basement....my character, not me personally. Gotta clarify that.....so, not me, the midget) that I just hurl at a moments notice to blow up...whatever it is we're surviving. To be continued!

Well, last few sessions have been rather.....interesting. We have definitely set an adult tempo in the fact that Dick Lazer, in trying to leave behind his former life as a screen pro-porn king, he is having serious difficulty. Regardless, we were taken to hell (saved in a way) and given the task of recovering Gabriels horn from the Arch Beleriphon (or somethin liek that), told that if the horn is sounded once more the fabric of the universe would unravel. Sure enough, we found him, I started a fight...go figure. We diced up a Werewolf, I killed a supernatural hound thingy, was WORKING on another..when I was hit by Dick Lazers .... well, his D-lazer! It blew me to pieces, but discharged all my explosives which took out a majority of the enemy mob and opened up the building they were hiding in. Before the fight was finished, we made ANOTHER deal with the ARCH, so now we're working for him instead of hell (deal is he joins the dimensions of hell and heaven not earth and hell and earth is restored to normal). He was even kind enough to resurrect me (I WAS playing the lady of the groups' man servant, Rodney Dangerfield...group says I do his impersonations too well), though his "generosity was very short lived. The Earth we were teleported back to is....odd. Zombies picket for equal rights and attack without provocation, you can kill zombies in the street without being a "racist" or biased in any way (popular sport apparently) and a whole bunch of other jacked up things that were DEFINITLY on the planned roster when we left. Oh yeah, we're also 10 years in the future from when we originally left! Well, talk about screwy!!!